Lucena

02.22.06 J Fyn Marko likes to write songs about stories, or maybe stories about songs. However they come to be, he likes punching the keys on his laptop; trying to wrestle meaning out of the ones and zeros the infernal thing spits back out. How he does it is another story altogether. Kind of like the one where Andy Starr can't seem to concentrate on the figures the slab of wood and stretch of strings are trying to communicate, because his neighbour's claustrophobic programming is leaking into the damn courtyard. Now he's more than a little distracted. The noise stops. The music begins.